Kingdom Come 1/ ?

By: PeachDancer82

Pairing: HP/DM, others

Rating: R

Warning: THIS WILL BE SLASH so if you have a problem don't blame me latter because you are being forewarned. Flames will go into the fireplace.

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and places belong to J.K. Rowling. Scholastic, Warner Bros, and all of that other legal jive. Please don't sue I'm broke, really I am! However if I could I'd kidnap Draco and lock him up so I could totally ravish him. However, as it is I can't so…

Summary: (A post-war, Fizzy veela fic) Prince Draconis Malfoy, a Veela from the Kingdom of Velciara, has come into his inheritance and must find his mate. Little does he know his chosen has been destined since the beginning of time and written in the stars lies the fate of his Kingdom.

A/N: Special thanks to my beta readers Shinri (check out her stories they're really good) and Christal. Some of this is written in the Veelian Language and translations will be at the end

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Chapter One:

Intro to Draco: Morning

"Are you sure you understand Draconis," asked Narcissa Malfoy, Crown Princess of the First House of Sorona of Velciara, the kingdom of the Veelian people. The Crown Princess was escorting her son, Prince Draconis Malfoy, Earl of Sorona of the 1st house from their living quarters in the Northern wing of the Le palais de lumière(1) to the Royal Hall, which was located in the south wing close to the entryway of the palace.

Tonight, at twilight, was to be his Barooc, the Veela coming of age initiation, and the celebration of his impending inheritance. It was dawn and the songbirds were already singing the morning hymns as the Veelians made their way to the temple for morning worship. The air was crisp as the wind blew in from the eastern mountain range that surrounded the Veelian Valley.

Not having to sport the gelled back look Draconis pushed a stray lock of silver-blonde hair that blew into his face, rolling his eyes. "Mother, yes I've only been studying with Largos for the past oh…17 years."

Yes, Largos…" Narcissa trailed of. Largos Van Weelan was the tutor for the First House. He was also the head steward to the Royal Family.

While walking along side his mother through the palace's courtyard, passing servants going about their palace duties, Draconis took the time to take in the scenery. Velciara was truly a beautiful place, it also was home, second only to Malfoy Manor and the ancestral Lands of the Malfoy clan. The fragrance of the multitude of plants that were strictly inherent to the valley and the magical world ensnared the senses while transporting one to a new height in sensory ecstasy. The soft crashes of the crystal clear blue waters of the ocean that was to the south could be heard as the surf edged its way onto shore. It was only a couple miles from the base of the palace to the shoreline. It housed a variety of different aquatic life from the ordinary to the extraordinary. The splashes of the Dollipins, a magical version of the dolphin, could be heard as they played in the morning sun, while the flutter of swan's wings could be heard overhead as the flew into the dawn.

Sighing softly, Draconis was reluctant to leave for school again especially now with his magnetic powers about to be released. He wasn't looking forward to the upcoming onslaught of sexual tension that was inevitably going to be his constant companion until his bonding. He had been looking forward to this day for all of his life. He'd been studying the Barill, the Veelian sacred text, determinedly since he was 12. Every Veela child at the age of 17, when they come into their inheritance, must recite the Barill for the incantation of the texts would unlock their powers simultaneously proclaiming their place as adults in the Veelian society.

Memorizing the ancient Veelian tongue incantation that would be recited during the ceremony had been tough but Draconis was determined to prove himself to the subjects of Velciara. The whole kingdom was to be present during his Barooc, the initiation rite, which was to be held in the Temple. The celebration party was to be held at the palace with the four Nobel Houses of kingdom.

Velciara's kingdom was run in a semi-democratic fashion. They held elections for the three council seats and split the authoritative power of the government between the Nobel houses. The first house, the House of Sorona, from which Draconis and his family belonged, was the royal house. The second house, the House of Adonis, controlled the Executive branch of the government, the third house, the House of Cupid, over Legislative branch, and the fourth, the House of Napal, which ran the Judicial branch.

The Initiation rite of the 1st house royals always is an important affair for the kingdom, and the prince's was to be spectacular, rivaled only by the rite of Narcissa, the last royal to have been initiated. Draconis, his parents and accolades, a group of his Veela peers (4 childhood friends who were to represent the remaining three Houses) were to perform the ritual. The rite when preformed would appeal to the goddess Aphrodite, the Veela matron deity, better known as the Greek Goddess of love, who just happened to also be the Mother of all Veelas. The unleashing of his powers signaled his readiness to be welcomed into the fold as a fully endowed Veela.

All Veela youths recite the ancient text and perform a blood ritual at a sacred site. The Amore Aldais(2), the temple in which Draconis was performing his rite, was built in Mediterranean style and was open aired, like most of the buildings in Velciara, but it wasn't a mere temple. The structure was built to the standards that could rival all the great cathedrals of Europe and twice as beautiful. What with the magic that surrounded and flowed through the very mortar of the building's bricks, the entire place oozed power and beauty.

The patter of the Crown Princess and the young Prince's sandal covered feet echoed off the roofless corridor of the walkway as they descended a flight of stairs, leaving the Royal Tower and private quarters in which they lived when they stayed in Velciara. The royal pair walked in silence immersed in their own thoughts each contemplating what today's events would bring and what it would mean.

For Narcissa, it would mean she would almost be ready to take her place as Queen, for the Veelian society was founded on a matriarchal system. It also meant her baby was going to be a man. Sighing, the Crown Princess thought back to the days when her Dragon took his first steps and spoke his first words and true to the universal form of motherhood her eyes began to tear.

For Draconis, his thoughts were on his Barooc and what it would mean. Remembering the quote Largos loved to regale anytime he slacked off on his lessons 'The Rite of Barooc' symbolizes the crossing of the bridge of childhood to adulthood and the initial induction into Veelian society'. Laughing to himself the prince could almost hear his tutor's voice as he pronounced these words with a whimsical air. Feeling almost beside himself with anticipation and acute anxiety. Draconis steeled himself for any and all that was coming his way both today and in the future.

As the two caught sight of the large set of oak doors with golden accents that adorned the entryway to the great hall, Draconis was brought out of his musings when his mother stopped and started to straighten out the non-existent wrinkles out of his robe. In the true style of ancient Greece from which many of the Veela customs was modeled after, the tunic was made of light white linen with silver trim. Draconis had grown to an impressive 6 feet and over the years, and he developed the slim, well-toned physic of a swimmer that was the standard Veela stature. The garment and cape came down to the prince's mid-thigh while the gold sandal's ties came mid-calf. The fabric itself hardly ever wrinkled. However, seeing as how his mother looked a little nostalgic, as she straightened the folds of the sheer silver cape and readjusted the silver claps on his shoulders and straightened the silver reef of leaves that served as a crown on his head, the blonde haired prince decided to indulge his mother's whims. Especially seeing as how they were about to enter audience with the Queen and King.

"Alright my dragon, remember your manners," Narcissa began as she looked over her own similar formal attire (although the length of the tunic was down to her feet) making sure she was presentable.

"Yes, muma," Draconis interrupted in a low annoyed tone," You know, Nanu and Patut, aren't really that particular."

The prince's maternal grandparents, the Queen and King of Velciara, were well loved by all. Naditila Du Barbarac, a lively elderly woman, reigned with a loving but steel grip on her subjects. True to Pure Veela form she was not one to be crossed. However, she was always one to listen. Draconis simply loved his grandmother who he affectionately called Nanu, which means Grandmother in the Veelian tongue.

Draconis' Grandfather, Pramone Du Barbarac, who was similarly endowed with an endearing name from the Veelian tongue, Patut, was a stately man. He had an air about him that was of a scholar. Both his parents were each half Veela and half human. His mother's mother was from the 2nd house and married a French wizard. While his Father's mother was a witch whose lineage was that of the Snape line and his Father's Father was a pure blooded Veela from the third house. Draconis' Grandfather had gone to Hogwarts like his mother and had decided to send his daughter, Narcissa also, where she met Lucius Malfoy, who was himself a half-blooded Veela.

Giving her son a stern look "I know Draconis, but the council is in there," Narcissa supplied to her son, "your grandparents had a meeting this morning."

"What?" Draconis answered with the beginnings of a pout forming on his marble sculpted features.

"I know how you feel about them, le asa (3), but remember to give due respect where due respect is deserved.

"Yea, 'Deserved' being the definitive word. Merlin and Adonis, couldn't we just wait until they are finished?"

"Rolian won't bother you. Just stay out of his way and your paths will cross without a hitch."

The silver prince's features contorted into a contemptuous scowl at the mention of the councilman's name "Its not so much what he does or says to me its how much strife he causes and the stress he puts on Nanu and PatPat in that bothers me," Draconis grumbled. The mere insinuation at the impending confrontation that was sue to be taking place, Dampened the blonde's mood exponentially.

"Your Grandparents can handle themselves and Rolin, Draconis, it is of course their job," Narcissa replied, although the thought brought her down as well.

The prince's eyes were flashing now. The inevitable meeting with the army's representative to the council, had brought an even deeper scowl across his face as he began to brood. Not only was said councilman a hard, disagreeable man. Rolian Par Gibbs had real problems.

"Draconis, are you even listening to me?" The Crown Princess's voice cut across the prince's thoughts like a knife.

"Muma, of course Draco is listening," a deep tenor voice intoned from behind Narcissa, startling her. Lucius Malfoy smirked teasingly and continued as he closed the distance between his family and himself with a sauntering gait. "Our Dragon will the perfect little prince, won't you son?"

Draconis' mum gasped as she spun around and good-naturedly slapped her husband's arm and placed a hand over her racing heart. Lucius laughed and pulled her into a passionate kiss while Draco mocked gagged at his parents' actions.

Lucius Malfoy of the illustrious Malfoy clan which one of the oldest wizarding families in Britain, they had been on the isles of England it is aid since the time of Merlin. His Father was the notorious Eteinne Malfoy, a dark wizard who died in the beginning of he first reign of Lord Voldemort, a nasty man on all accounts. His Mother was a full-blooded Veela from the fourth house who had had the misfortune of crossing said Malfoy and catching his sent. In spite of her unlucky fate with her mate she was a charming woman.

Flushing beautifully Narcissa pulled back a little from the embrace and asked, "When did you arrive, I thought you weren't arriving until this afternoon," shaking her head a little confused, "and didn't you have to testify in court this morning?"

The head of Malfoy clan had come through the war as a spy for the Order, and now spent his time during the aftermath testifying against the surviving death eaters for the ministry. At the end of Draconis' fifth year Lucius had realized that Voldemort was incurably insane and his promises of a better world were null. He decided that the reign of such a mad man would be detrimental to the wizarding world. He felt the path to a utopian society was better reached through the political arena. With the help of Severus Snape, his best friend and son's Godfather, he decided to offer his services as a spy for the Light.

By no means did this mean that he condoned the infiltration of mudbloods into the wizarding world. He still felt that pureblooded wizards and witches were superior. He also still held the view that the wizarding world was deteriorating with the dilution of power in the blood, and he by no means wanted to see said people over saturate Hogwarts and the ministry. Lucius just didn't feel the mass murder of muggles and mudbloods was the best means to an end. After all they did have their uses. He also held to the façade of being distant and untouchable in public, with as much pride as every Malfoy that came before him.

With his family however, whom he held dear and valued most, he was a loving and attentive person. Laughing at his life-mate's expression he answered, "Yes well…I missed my family." With that, his wife gave him a look that clearly said 'try again.' Sheepishly, "Alright, they rescheduled the hearing so I decided to come early." With a shrug of his shoulders he added, "I didn't have anything pressing that need my attention." Turning towards Draconis with pride "Besides today's my son's Barooc I should be here anyway."

"Hmm…" Narcissia gazed at her husband lovingly as he beamed and cradled her in his arms. "Speaking of family I hope you remembered to pick up your mother from the Manor…"

"I'm sure you don't really miss me that much Sissy," a voice sarcastically imputed.

"Datoria," Smiling at her mother-in-law's antics, Narcissia left Lucius's arms and pulled the woman into a hug. Datoria Malfoy, Matriarch of the Malfoy legacy and princess minor of the fourth house, smiled as she returned the hug. She simply adored her son and his family and was very pleased with her son's choice of mate. Nevertheless, the elder Veela had been really disappointed in her son's decision, albeit coerced, to follow in the footsteps of his father in choosing to become a dark wizard and follow Voldemort. After the Dark Lord's first fall she had been pleased, to say the least, about her son's decision to reflect and join the side of the light. It had been an answer to her prayers and left her ecstatic.

"Boo Boo!" Datoria exclaimed as she released her son's mate and rounded upon Draconis, capturing him in a bear hug.

"Nana, how have you been?" Draconis replied smiling as he reciprocated the hug whole-heartedly. Lovely darling, absolutely lovely. Stepping back she grasped onto her grandson's hands and looked around and took in the scenery of the Palace's courtyard. Closing her eyes and inhaling deeply she relished the feeling of being back in her childhood home. After marrying she had spent most of her time in Wales at Malfoy Manor only coming to Velciara for special occasions. She was so proud that the day of the Malfoy heir's Barooc had arrived. After a moment Datoria cast a steeling a gazed at her grandson and took in his presence. "How are you holding up?"

"I'm fine Nana," Draconis chuckled as he answered the flustering woman. The Malfoy matron narrowed her eyes incredulously. "Really I am." His Grandmother looked him in the eyes as if searching for reassurance, satisfied with what she saw she nodded

"Alright, well I know how anxious one can feel on the day of their Barooc," with on last squeeze of his hands she let them drop, "and with you being the Prince its very high profile and the expectations are even more obtuse than average."

All three Malfoy's were now giving him worried looks. "I know Nana, I'm very well prepared," Draconis said with a little more confidence than he actually felt. But he didn't want the older Malfoys to worry.

"I know you are dear. Your parents and I have full confidence in your abilities to perform the rite." With agreeing nods from his parents Draconis felt a surge of confidence at his family's show of love and support. "Well, I must see my sister Luciandra, I haven't visited in a long while, Come along Lucius, when last time you saw your Aunt?" With a bellowing sweep of her sky blue cloak she glided off towards the gates and her childhood home, the House of Napal's Villa.

Looking after his mother's retreating figure as she walked through the gates of the Palace passing Veelas on their way to the great hall, after a moment Lucius turned his attention to Draconis and Narcissia "I guess I should go." Giving one last squeezed around his wife's waist he released her from his embrace. " Haven't seen Aunt Luci in a while. I see you both are in your state robes, are you having an audience with your mother?"

"Yes, my mother and father wanted to see Draconis early to discuss some last minute details," Narcissia explained.

With a snort Draconis added, "Yea and guess who's presence I also have the pleasure of enjoying, our favorite military councilman."

Now now Draco, remember your manners," Lucius said to his heir with a hearty slap on the back and a chuckle. He was always amused by the Army Commander's antics. The way old man portrayed his outlook on the world were always laughable at best in his opinion.

Looking at his parents with indignation, "Why is it you both feel the need to remind me of protocol?" Straightening the length of his body and lifting his chin with purpose, "I am an adult you know, its not like I'm going to fly off the handle or anything. I know how to act in the company of the council."

The elder Malfoy's chuckled at their son's actions and Lucius patted his son's shoulder. "Yes, well I'll see you later this afternoon. We'll meet for tea and talk more before the ceremony this evening. Give my regards to the Queen and King." With one last kiss on his wife's forehead and a nod to his son he swept off in the direction his mother had taken to the Napal Villa.

Turning to the Prince, Narcissia cast one last scrutinizing look at his appearance. She then checked herself again and steeled herself. The Crown Princess then walked the remaining distance towards the door of the Great Hall. Resolutely sighing Draco squared his shoulders and followed his mother. With a nod from the Princess to the guard as he bowed, the Great door opened. As the Royal pair crossed the Threshold of the Great Hall's foyer a herald announce their presence to the assemblage of the throne room.

"Crown Princess Narcissia and Prince Draconis Malfoy of the First House."

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A/N: Here are the translations, I can put more of the language in if you want. Let me know.

(1) Palace of Light

(2) Hall of Love

(3) My love

This is my first fic so please be nice. Um…the first few of the chapters are going to be alternating between Harry and Draco so I can introduce all the characters and set up the plot. Yes they will be at Hogwarts later. Everything will be the same I just gave a little history and backround to Draco and the Veelas. Time will speed up once they get to Hogwarts.

- The inheritance concept is based on Fizzy's (the goddess of veela fics) "Magnetic Attraction".

- The house set up to the veelas is based on "Spellmaster" by : babychan on adultfanfiction.net (check it out its good)

Well I'm finished my ranting… please read / review let me know what you think. The next chapter should be out in a week. Thanks for reading, chao.